Worthless

Worthless: Chapter 1

Worthless: Chapter 1

...First Day of IV year...

♪ Give it to me, I'm worth it

Baby, I'm worth it

Uh huh I'm worth it

Gimme gimme I'm worth it

Give it to me, I'm worth it (know what I mean?)

Baby, I'm worth it (give me everything)

Uh huh I'm worth it

Gimme gimme I'm worth it

Give it to me, I'm worth it ♫

I saw a group of girls dancing in our school stage. Yes, first day of school and they already start a program. Tsk.

I think, I met that girl before...

"Woohoo! Go Chrisel!" Him

"Do you know her?" I wondered.

"Tsk. Aren't you a Casanova in our school?!" He whooped at me.

Neither I didn't talk nor I don't answer his question but my attention caught by our principal. She's the principal that she used to; first day of school, she always starting a program.

Chrisel... Chrisel is her name.

After they danced, she looked at me and smirked.

"Joshua, where are you going?"

I run and run but I didn't find her and a girl shout.

"Oh sh*t."

I heard a girl's voice and I look at her.

"You poured your drinks at me."

She looked at the girl with her sharp eyes and started to head-to-foot the girl. Chrisel's voice is as cold as an ice.

"Sorry." Girl.

"Is there anything happened after you have said SORRY ?" Chrisel.

The girl frightened and ran as fast as her can.

"Uhmm...Chrisel, I'm Joshua, Joshua Smith." and I offered my hand to her for the shake hands but she didn't do it. Instead of shaking hands with me, she smiled at my back.

I saw Gerald walking and smiled back at Chrisel.

he gave me a girl's uniform and whisper.

"Give it to her and put it on." He smirked and walks away.

"Put it on and give me your clothes. I'll wash it and give it back. Meet me at the Cafetearia." Instead of getting those clothes, she threw her bag.

"What a rude guy. Lets go!"

She started walking and we stopped at the Girls Cr.

*Girls' CR*

"Hold it but don't open it." She said horrible.

She grabs the uniform and fitted it in one of a cubicle of a girls' cr.

There's a girl came from a cubicle.

"Can I take a groupie with you?" A stranger curls her arm at mine.